Vrrrr, vrrrrr, vrrrrr.
I wake up groggily and slap the magic circle on my time lacrama, I then clamber out of bed and groggily stand, the wooden floorboards groan under my weight as I walk over to the old battered tunk that I keep my belongings in. I flip open the rusted lock and shift though some clothing deciding on what to wear today. After about ten minutes I settle on a white hoodie with the guilds logo on the back, paired with black jeans the knees faded with use.
After I'm dressed, I lace up my black boots and grab a gray glove with a cracked fairy tail logo on it and place it on my left hand. I look at myself in the cracked mirror, my flame like hair spiked up never to change no matter how many times I try to cut or dye it, my steel grey eyes still moist and filled with fear from the recurring nightmare that plages me. I shake my head and smile softly, hiding the fear that I always feel, and placing the mask that everyone but my closest friend West has seen me without.
"I wonder what jobs there are today." I turn around and see the familiar face of my roommate, West, his high reaches to about 6 feet and 7 inches, his body is built like that of an olympic swimmer, but due to his magic his appearance looks like that of a monkey, black fur covering everywhere but his chest, his palms, and his face, he has a tail that's about 2 and a half feet his emerald eyes sparkle with mischief, he is dressed in an open red vest, the grey guild symbol clear in the center of his chest, with black slacks, and has crimson colored wristbands on to complement his vest.
"Hey West, you want to join me on the walk to the guild?" He smirks and shakes his head.
"Not today Kylo, I have to go to the ceremony." He responds reminding me of the fact that today he would be recognized as one of the ten wizard saints.
"Sh!t, I forgot about that, I am still surprised that you've gotten so strong. It seems like yesterday that you were just learning that dragon slayer magic." I smile at the thoughts of him clumsy attempting to climb with his tail, experimenting with what he can and can't do. West nods and grins. "I know, those were the good ol' days. Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and relive those moments." I nod knowing the feeling.
"So I'll see you there?" I ask stepping past him. He nods adjusting a wristband. "Yup, and can you remind the Guild Master about it?" I nod and begin to walk downstairs. "Sure thing."
I wave and exit through the two 10 feet tall doors of the original guild hall, beyond that is a forest that me and west have learned to call home, multiple craters and hills litter a clearing fifty feet to my left, created from years of sparring and trying to get stronger, though through all the times West and I sparred I could never beat him, even when he gave himself handicaps. I breath in the fresh air and begin to walk the well worn trail that leads into town. After about 10 minutes of walking I break through the forest and into town, noise seems to explode around me as people rush by to get to their jobs, kids playing and using basic harmless magic spells, I smile and begin to walk towards the center of town, right where the guild hall would be.
